作曲 : Catchers, Grundle
This a song from beneath the ground
I only echo October's sound
Belly-kissed into some half-life
Standing naked to be crucified

On tempered plains we speak in flames
Questions ripping against the grain
Children scream at the already-framed
We are too restless to shoulder the blame

I don't mean to tie you down
I just don't know where it's coming from
This emptiness leads to craving

My autumn, no-one alive could touch her wisdom
Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven's pool
My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin
The only thing I ever fought to win

Don't suffocate what you want to protect
She'll rise for air and then you'll start her descent
Far from the garden you built to impress
She is the angel your friends will undress

My autumn, no-one alive could touch her wisdom
Her glint was jewelled and fired in heaven's pool
My precious cousin, my twin, my second skin
The only thing I ever fought to win